"Trouble!"
Grutar's face was a little ugly. He didn't expect that the undead summoner Sayenon and the light protoss general Dole would also recover from their injuries.
Seeing this, he seemed to understand why the northern defense line was breached so easily. Presumably some two people joined in, and the high-level combat power of the northern defense line was no match at all.
"Hahaha! Isle of Grutal! Didn't expect, we meet again!" It was Doer, who was wearing a bright armor, who was speaking. I saw that Doer was about 30 years old and looked a little young, but Hall felt that This should not be his real age. As his strength improved, he found that his lifespan and appearance were somewhat different from ordinary people.
So don't look at Duer who looks only in his thirties, in fact he might be in his fifties or sixties.
But this is not the focus of Hall's observation. I saw Dole stepping forward with a smile on his face, standing alone in front of the city wall and looking at Grutal.
"Hmph!" Grutar snorted coldly when he heard the words. He hated the two people in front of him the most.
Don't look at Duer's smiling face when he speaks now, but when he strikes, he is the darkest and most sinister!
Even worse than the undead summoner Shaynon on the side.
A large part of the reason why Grutar was seriously injured was because of Toure in front of him.
"Hehe." Seeing that Grutar didn't speak, and Doerr didn't suggest it, he still inspected the people on the city wall with a smile on his face and said.
"I said before that we will meet soon, you see, I didn't lie."
Doerr's words are showing off, as if telling Grutar that what he said will definitely come true.